There are times when I hate being a girl!

I positively cannot stand moving and would rather set all of our belongings on fire than to move them.
Bad is having to move within hours of returning from a long overseas trip where the average amount of sleep per night was around 4.5.
Worse is packing up our entire house by yourself in a few hours while also directing 4 kids.
Actually loading and unloading all our belongings in a pretty flowery dress - because I haven't been able to find any of my clothes yet - without significant muscle help is like adding insult to injury.
Having your car break down in the middle of town and not being able to do a thing about it other than call a guy, is just special.

Thank godness I was able to borrow a full size, stick shift truck for the move.......that I now have to drive while sitting on a pillow so I can reach the petals!
Hrmpf!